Addictive.

I brought the cigarette to my lips in a haste.
Craving the bitter yet wonderful taste.
Hands convulsing in anticipation.
Clicking the lighter with determination.
Inhalation.
A sweet macabre kiss.
Assimilating into a delayed bliss.
I held the smoke within my lungs.
Damaging.
I let out a cloud of thick smoke.
Exhaling.
Granted with a clear mind.
Held together by the strings of this.
Plucked so tight.
Playing a delicious melody.
And with the way they're treating me.
I'll run out of cigarettes by the end of the night.
A hypnotizing effect, constrictive.
Addictive.
I'm addicted.